Felix Bush:
There are a whole lot of things you don't know. Like what a, ya know, a dog dreams. You can make up a story about him chasing rabbits. But you don't know if there's rabbits in there or not. And he can't tell you now, can he? People don't say what they mean, either, so you don't know anymore about them than you do about that dog's dream.

Felix Bush:
I built my own jail and put myself in it. And I stayed in it for 40 goddamn years! No wife. No kids, no friends, no nothing. No grandchildren. I wouldn't even know how to hold a baby. You hear me? Forty years. Now, that's not enough?

Rev. Charlie Jackson:
Well Felix, I guess this one's for real. Now I didn't see them put you in that box, actually. So uh... so wherever you are, probably giving someone a hard time, or something uh, wonderful, or priceless. Just to confuse them. I wish you peace from the burdens of your mind and heart. I wish it for us all.

Mattie Darrow:
[throws in picture of her sister and a handful of dirt]

Frank Quinn:
What are the odds in a funeral home going broke when you have a business that everybody on Earth needs? If you can't make that work, it's got to be you, right? And yet, I don't know. What do you do when people won't die?